1.15

Close up on Hannah: a distant, hollow look. Sound bleeds in: traffic, footsteps, the city hum creeping back into focus.

A wider view: the same street as the opening. The same moment. Dazed, unsteady, she takes a step forward—

A hand yanks her back. A car blurs past. The rush of air stirs her hair. The moment hangs heavy. This time, she’s saved. Heart pounding, she finally turns — eyes wide, breath unsteady.

It’s Will.